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Juke (football move)

A juke is a move in most forms of American football used to evade a tackler by deception, and thus without need of a stiff arm. A typical juke involves a ball-carrier faking as if he will run one way, then planting his foot and running the opposite. It can also be called sidestepping.

Spin move

One variation on the common juke is a spin move.

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Juke (song)

"Juke" is a harmonicainstrumental recorded by then 22-year-old Chicago bluesman Little Walter Jacobs in 1952. Although Little Walter had been recording sporadically for small Chicago labels over the previous five years, and had appeared on Muddy Waters' records for the Chess label since 1950, "Juke" was Little Walter's first hit, and it was the most important of his career. Due to the influence of Little Walter on blues harmonica, "Juke" is now considered a blues harmonica standard.

Recording

In May 1952, Little Walter had been a regular member of the Muddy Waters Band for at least three years. "Juke" was recorded on 12 May 1952 at the beginning (not the end, as commonly thought) of a recording session with Muddy Waters and his band, which at the time consisted of Waters and Jimmy Rogers on guitars, and Elga Edmunds on drums, in addition to Little Walter on harmonica. The originally released recording of "Juke" was the first completed take of the first song attempted at the first Little Walter session for Leonard Chess; the song was released at the end of July on Chess's subsidiary label Checker Records as Checker single #758. The song was recorded by recording engineer Bill Putnam at his Universal Recorders studio at 111 E. Ontario St. on the near north side of Chicago, Illinois. (Coincidentally, several years earlier Putnam had recorded one of the few other harmonica instrumentals ever to become a hit record, "Peg O' My Heart" by The Harmonicats.)

Plot: Halloween season is in full spirit as River Falls University is having their best football season in over a decade and the students are celebrating. Jocks, nerds and sorority sisters alike flock to massive parties filled with music, drugs and sex but that's not all they'll find. There's a killer crashing parties and RFU is about to change it's school colors to red, as blood floods the campus grounds.

Plot: It started with an act of terrorism: a dirty bomb -a radioactive attack on American soil that completely devastated the American mid-west and left millions dead or dying. Immediately our government looked to overseas threats -Iraq, Iran, Afghanistan... North Korea... but then the truth came. The attack was not carried out by foreign operatives, but by a coordinated effort of domestic terrorist. America was under attack by its own citizens. The government moved quickly, and with one fell swoop they seized complete control of the country, closing our borders, establishing a curfew, implementing a special police force, and regulating all aspects of our lives. They took control of the internet. Implemented a military draft, took away our firearms, and restricted all air travel. Democrats and Republicans united, and passed a law to give the government complete emergency control for the duration of the crisis. They called this law the United States Security Enforcement Act. It's been nearly 10 years and martial law is still in effect. Unemployment is at 38%. All citizens are tracked through their digital devices. All businesses are owned by the government. Special government police troops patrol the streets, seeking out and detaining suspected terrorist. The population lives in fear. We are prisoners in our own country, held hostage by our own government. Many of us now believe the government was directly responsible for the attacks in the mid-west that killed so many. They used our fear to seize control. The general population starves while the corporate government grows fat. People began to take to the streets, protesting, demanding the truth. The government fought back, detaining and executing thousands in a purge of suspected insurgents. What began as civil unrest may soon become a full scale civil war. This is America. The time is now. My name is Edenfall_318, I'm a journalist, and for the first time since the collapse of America, the truth will be told. This is my story...

Plot: On the eve of a hurricane threatening New Orleans a dangerous convict escapes from prison with two accomplices. When the high winds and flooding disrupt their escape plan they're forced to take shelter in the remote bayou home of Cassie and her two daughters. Unable to count on estranged husband Wayne the women must use their wits to stay alive.

Plot: In 1934 Paris, trained coloratura soprano Victoria Grant, a native Brit, can't get a job as a singer and is having trouble making ends meet. She doesn't even have enough money for the basics of food and shelter. Gay cabaret singer Carole 'Toddy' Todd may befall the same fate as Victoria as he was just fired from his singing gig at a second rate club named Chez Lui. To solve both their problems, Toddy comes up with what he considers an inspired idea: with Toddy as her manager, Victoria, pretending to be a man, get a job singing as a female impersonator. If they pull this scheme off, Toddy vows Victoria, as her male alter ego, will be the toast of Paris and as such be extremely wealthy. That alter ego they decide is Polish Count Victor Grazinski, Toddy's ex-lover who was disowned by his family when they found out he was gay. The Count auditions for the city's leading agent, Andre Cassell, who, impressed, gets him a gig performing in the city's best nightclub. In the audience on the successful opening night is Chicago nightclub owner and "businessman" King Marchand, a stereotypical macho male who falls in the love with the woman he sees on stage, which doesn't sit well with his current girlfriend, Norma Cassady. King is shocked to learn that that woman is a man named Count Grazinski. While King tries to reconcile his romantic feelings for "Victoria" (in truth, King doesn't truly believe the Count is a man), his business associates won't tolerate his change in sexual orientation. Although feeling emancipated being treated as a man, Victoria, as herself, in turn falls in love with King. To pursue something with him as a woman would mean giving up this lucrative career. But the career may also come to an end in a jail term if the authorities find out that Victoria and Toddy have committed fraud in this impersonation.

Quotes:

Toddy: You're all wonderful! And I never want to see any of you again!

Norma: You two-timing son of a bitch! He's a woman!

Labisse: If you ever come back, I will have you thrown out.::Toddy: Don't make it sound like such a threat. Being thrown out of a place like this is significantly better than being thrown out of a leper colony.

[Trying to explain why she can't pass for a man]::Victoria: Men have Adam's apples.::Toddy: So do some women.::Victoria: Name one.::Toddy: Nana Lanu.::Victoria: Nana Lanu, who's she?::Toddy: The last woman I slept with.::Victoria: When was that?::Toddy: The night before the morning I decided to become a homosexual.

Victoria: How long have you been a homosexual?::Toddy: How long have you been a soprano?::Victoria: Since I was 12.::Toddy: I was a late bloomer.

King Marchand: I don't care if you are a man.::[kisses Victoria]::Victoria: I'm... not a man.::King Marchand: I still don't care.

Toddy: Oh, god... there's nothing more inconvenient than an old queen with a head cold.

Victoria: You know, pretending to be a man does have its disadvantages.::[Victoria goes into the bathroom, leaving Toddy alone in bed]::Toddy: [wistfully] My dear Count, you just said a cotton pickin' mouthful.

Plot: An outlaw murders several Apaches and flees to a stagecoach way station with the tribe in hot pursuit. A stagecoach and its passengers have just pulled into the station, as has the stationmaster's father, a former bandit named Peso, and they all find themselves besieged by the Apaches, who want them to turn over the killer to them or they'll take the station and kill everybody. The problem is that the people in the station aren't sure just who among therm is the actual killer.

Quotes:

Peso: Do you like me?::Tom Herrera: You're a hero to every kid in the territory. But I never saw much sense in putting a thief on a pedestal.::Peso: I had always hoped that you would follow in my footsteps. But, no, you had to take after your mother...law and order!

Tom Herrera: I'm sorry about your father.::Nancy Dekker: He died the way he was born...the way he lived.::Tom Herrera: No tears?::Nancy Dekker: Later.::Tom Herrera: He taught you well, Nancy.::Nancy Dekker: He taught me without teaching. That's the best way.

Tom Herrera: All right, Peso, you can stay.::Peso: Thanks, Tom.::Tom Herrera: But I'll take your guns.::Peso: Oh, there's no reason for that, boy. My guns? Why I'd be chilly without 'em. I might even catch cold.

Fanny Webson: So if you ever get to San Francisco, look us up.::Tom Herrera: I might.::Fanny Webson: We'll have at least a dozen ways for a man to lose his money and enjoy the fact that he lost it.

Peso: There are two things I hate. One is a careless man; the other is a careful woman.

Peso: What's-a matter? You sick?::Nancy Dekker: No, jealous. How do you fight a woman like that?::Peso: The same as you would fight any other fight. Pick your position, keep the wind at your back and shoot to kill.

Plot: Cole Armin comes to Albuquerque to work for his uncle, John Armin, a despotic and hard-hearted czar who operates an ore-hauling freight line, and whose goal is to eliminate a competing line run by Ted Wallace and his sister Celia. Cole tires of his uncle's heavy-handed tactics and switches over to the Wallace side. Lety Tyler, an agent hired by the uncle, also switches over by warning Cole and Ted of a trap set for them by the uncle and his henchman Juke Murkil.

Keywords: agent, albuquerque-new-mexico, ambush, armed-robbery, arson, bar, based-on-novel, bath, beard, bedriddenGenres: Western,
Taglines: It's got ALL-STAR Names! It's got ACTION-PACKED Thrills! It's got ADVENTURE-LOADED Romance! It's got AMAZING Color! TREMENDOUS THRILL STORY OF A LAWELSS, BRAWLING FRONTIER ELDORADO! (original one-sheet poster) MIGHTY DRAMA OF A FABULOUS FRONTIER TOWN OF SILVER...SINNERS...AND SIX-SHOOTERS! (original three-sheet poster) OUT OF THE FLAMING PAGES OF THE BULLET-STREAKED NOVEL...COMES THE EPIC STORY OF THE TOWN AND THE WOMAN THAT ONLY ONE MAN COULD TAME! (original six-sheet poster) BLAZING GUNS MADE HISTORY EACH DAY...AND WARM LIPS MADE MEMORIES AT NIGHT...

Quotes:

Cole Armin: What's the matter with these folks? You'd think I had smallpox!::Juke: Son, I'd rather have smallpox than the name of Armin in this town.

Cole Armin: [to the crooked sheriff] You know, in Texas if the law don't move fast enough, a rope and a tree is the payoff for robbin' women and cold-blooded shoootin'.

Juke: [Holding a gun on the casino crowd] Get back there, all of yuh! [Motioning to one of the men] You too! This is private and poisonal between my friend and that scorpion there!

Juke: [Ominously] Sometimes dead men leave ghosts behind 'em!

Stage Passenger with Juke: You and Pearl figure on holy matrimony?::Juke: She don't like my whiskers.::Stage Passenger with Juke: Then why don't you whack them off?::Juke: Oh, Pearl wants me to, but I keep thinkin' about Samson.::Stage Passenger with Juke: You mean Samson,the little tailor in Albuquerque?::Juke: No, you heathen. Samson was a king. Lived in Egypt or Afrikee or someplace like that.::Stage Passenger with Juke: Well, what about him?::Juke: Well, he had a mane and whiskers just like mine. Strongest fella you ever seen. Pushed buildings over with his bare hands. Yes, sir. He had a gal, too, named Delilah.::Stage Passenger with Juke: Didn't she like whiskers either?::Juke: No, sir. Snuck in one night, clipped Samson slicker than a frog's belly. After that he was so durn weak, couldn't even break a toothpick!

Plot: Having been discharged from the Marines for a hayfever condition before ever seeing action, Woodrow Lafayette Pershing Truesmith (Eddie Bracken) delays the return to his hometown, feeling that he is a failure. While in a moment of melancholy, he meets up with a group of Marines who befriend him and encourage him to return home to his mother by fabricating a story that he was wounded in battle with honorable discharge. They make him wear a uniform complete with medals and is pushed by his new friends into accepting a Hero's welcome when he gets home where he is to be immortalized by a statue that he doesn't want, has songs written about his heroic battle stories, and ends up unwillingly running for mayor. Despite his best efforts to explain the truth, no one will listen.

Sgt. Heppelfinger: These flapjacks might taste better with a little butter on 'em Mrs. T.::Mrs. Truesmith: Maybe you haven't heard Sgt. but there's a war on.

Sgt. Heppelfinger: We're just a little bit short of cash, see...::Cafe Owner: Uh, uh.::Sgt. Heppelfinger: ...or I'd never make you this proposition.::Cafe Owner: Ho, ho.::Sgt. Heppelfinger: I was going to save it for the museum, see, but when you're out on a limb you gotta make sacrifices, that's all. You follow me?::Cafe Owner: I'm ahead of you.::Sgt. Heppelfinger: I'm gonna let you in on the ground floor of something very, very rare. You remember when General Yamatoho committed hari-kari?::Cafe Owner: Possibly.::Sgt. Heppelfinger: I happened to be very close by, see.::[winks, indicates he pulled out one of Yamatoho's teeth and shows the very large elk's tooth he got from one of the other Marines]::Cafe Owner: Big man, wasn't he?::Sgt. Heppelfinger: Immense! This is one of the rarest mementos...::Cafe Owner: [as he pulls a large Japanese flag out of his coat] You wouldn't like to buy the flag they buried him in, would you? I could let you have it very reasonable.::[pulls out another flag]::Cafe Owner: I have it in several sizes.::[begins to pull other items out of his coat pockets]::Cafe Owner: MacArthur's suspenders! The first bullet that landed in Pearl Harbor... you can take your pick. A piece of a Japanese submarine.::[turns the piece of metal over]::Cafe Owner: If you look at it this way it becomes a German submarine.::[turns the piece again]::Cafe Owner: And this way it's a piece of a shell that just missed Montgomery! Here we have the seat of Rommel's pants. And last, but not least, we have a button from Hitler's coat... although that one I don't personally believe.::Sgt. Heppelfinger: Wise guy.

Sgt. Heppelfinger: I guess you never got to know your father very well, eh?::Woodrow Lafayette Pershing Truesmith: Well, not exactly... as he fell the day I was born.::Sgt. Heppelfinger: That's right. It's hard to realize. He was a fine looking fellow. He didn't look anything like you at all.

Forrest Noble: If he waited a year longer, there might have been three of us to welcome him. If he waited two years, there might have been...::Libby: Oh, shut up.::Forrest Noble: Well, that's what marriage is for isn't it?::Libby: Oh, I suppose so, if you look at it from a purely unromantic standpoint - like a breeding farm.

Mrs. Noble: [to her son, Forrest, answering Libby's desire not to tell Woodrow that she's become engaged to Forrest] Why under similar circumstances I'd be perfectly willing to pretend I wasn't married to your father for several weeks even.::Mayor Everett D. Noble: You can make it for several months as far as I'm concerned. Heh!

Singer: I got to have cooperation. I sing for him in seven flats. And he::[indicating bandleader]::Singer: won't play it in seven flats.::American Legion Bandleader: We don't know how to play in seven flats. We're not musicians.::Singer: You don't have to tell me.

Plot: The brother of a notorious outlaw is put in a charge of a stagecoach line way station in dangerous Apache territory. A stagecoach arrives at the station with a valuable box of cargo, and the outlaw brother soon shows up, though denying that he's planning to take the cargo box. Soon, however, rampaging Apaches attack the station, and the station manager, his brother and a disparate group of passengers and employees must fight them off.

TAKE A RIDE

(Spoken dialogue)(Hello?Hey, it's me.Hey, what's up?Uh, me and the boys were gonna go for a ride, downtown orSomething. You wanna come?Yeah, I guess.Can we take your car?What?)Yeah, uh-huhC'mon babyVERSE ONE:Come and take a ride with meIt's time to leave your worries behindTake a little time at the wheel'Cause I know it's gonna be alrightI've got to get awayBaby, can't you seeListen what I sayEverybody, one two three, take a ride with me, c'monCHORUS:Run away from the world behind you(Run away, your cares won't find you)Up ahead is where your cares won't find youYou gotta go where your soul is free(Take a ride with me)Baby, one two three, take a ride with me, c'monDown the road, don't you know you're flying(Down the road, the stars are shining)You'll be headed where the stars are shining(Take a ride with me)You've gotta go where your soul is freeBaby, one two three, take a ride with meC'monC'mon babyVERSE TWO:Checkin' out the scene tonightAnd your favorite song is on the radioEverybody feels so rightAnd I know, it's time for us to goGot to get awayBaby, can't you seeListen what I sayEverybody, one two three, take a ride with me, c'mon(repeat Chorus)YeahYeah---Come and take rideC'monRun away, your cares won't find you (oh)Take a ride with me (oh---)Down the road, the stars are shiningTake a ride with meGot to get awayBaby, can't you seeListen what I sayEverybody, one two three

Juke

Juke can refer to:

Juke (song), a harmonica instrumental recorded by Little Walter Jacobs

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